I make a living solving crimes.

The night is as dark as ink, deep and mysterious, wrapping the entire world tightly.

The moon had already quietly hidden behind the clouds, and only a few brave stars were twinkling in the night sky, as if adding a little light to this quiet night.

Just as twelve o'clock arrived, a cannon shot was heard in front of the command department, a flare was launched into the sky, and the whole city suddenly became noisy.

Occasionally, sporadic gunshots could be heard from corners of the city.

In Lin'an City, which has been stable for ten years, countless people are in panic tonight.

Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and Li Jianping followed the 5th Battalion of the 2nd Regiment into a black market. Half an hour later, they sat at the street corner in boredom.

"They moved too quickly. We didn't catch anything." Zhao Hu turned the rifle behind him, sighed, threw away the cigarettes, and lit one for himself, smoking silently.

"Too boring." Zhang Long watched the cheerful soldiers rushing in and out, feeling annoyed. He rolled his eyes twice and said slyly, "Old Li, you are a local tyrant. Think carefully, is there any other black market?"

The target of tonight's operation was provided by their task force, all from previous investigations and interrogations.

But tonight we caught big fish, so there will always be some small shrimps that are missed.

Li Jianping thought for a long time and said hesitantly, "Yes, there is one not far away, but it is very small. Some bird lovers get together at night to communicate and occasionally exchange some controlled and planned supplies."

"Isn't that the Pigeon Market?" Zhang Long knew that there was such a place in Beijing. Because raising pigeons was against the rules, these people were sneaky. He raised his eyebrows and asked expectantly, "You said there were controlled materials? Is that true?"

"It happens occasionally. We have conducted several searches but have never caught anyone in the act."

"Let's go and have a look. I invited Du Ye to have a drink before I left. Maybe we can run into him."

Li Jianping didn't know who Du Ye was, and wanted to ask but couldn't speak. He looked at the busy soldiers around him and whispered, "What about this side?"

"Do you think we can be used here?" Zhang Long was a second-generation man who had been on the flyover when he was young. He was bold and encouraged him, "This is a rare opportunity to make achievements. Old Li, we are not in a hurry. You won't have to worry about not making achievements if you follow the team leader. After we leave, it will be difficult for you!"

Li Jianping has been stuck as a second-level clerk for three years, just two steps away from becoming a deputy section chief.

He was also a retired soldier. He was decisive and would not hesitate once he made up his mind. He nodded vigorously and said, "Damn it, let's give it a try."

The three of them were non-staff members, so Zhang Long went to find the battalion commander of the fifth battalion and was allowed to return early without wasting any words.

After coming out of the black market, the three of them jogged all the way and finally arrived outside a deserted yard.

The yard was not small, with three dilapidated houses inside. It had probably been abandoned for quite some time, and the yard was full of dead weeds. Only a path trampled by people from the gate to the front door was clearly visible.

Zhao Hu stood on tiptoe and clung to the top of the wall to look inside, then stepped back and said, "Old Li, is this the place? There's no light inside."

Li Jianping explained, "It was too noisy tonight, so I'm afraid everyone is hiding and not daring to come out."

"Maybe he ran away."

"There are martial law sentries all over the city, and the public security team has also started patrolling. Where are they going?" Li Jianping answered thoughtfully, and nodded at the two of them, "Build a ladder and lift it up. I'll go in and take a look."

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu joined hands, lifted Li Jianping's feet and pushed him upwards, and the man had already climbed to the top of the wall.

After a while, the courtyard door opened gently and Li Jianping poked his head out. "Everyone is hiding in the house."

"how many people?"

"About twenty."

Zhang Long looked at his side and saw that there were only three of them. He hesitated and said, "Should we call some more people?"

This is a common problem of the second generation. They are good at talking, but when it comes to real action, they can't help but hesitate. On the contrary, people like Li Jianping are different. They think twice before coming, and once they make up their minds, they will no longer hesitate.

He shook his head. "There are three of us."

"Yes, Lao Li, there are only three of us."

"Three against twenty, the advantage is on my side, three-on-three system, I'll attack, Section Chief Zhang will cover, Section Chief Zhao will provide support, let's go up and take them down."

Li Jianping said this very calmly.

This is the fearless spirit of our soldiers.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were young men, so they were not willing to fall behind the middle-aged Li Jianping, and they did not want to tarnish the reputation of the Dragon Team. They took a deep breath and said, "Okay, let's go up and kill them."

They all had rifles today. After sorting out their equipment, Zhao Hu stood guard in the yard while Zhang Long prepared to break the window. Li Jianping took a deep breath, tied a flashlight to the muzzle of the gun with a piece of cloth, kicked open the tattered wooden door, and shouted, "Public security search, don't move."

At the same time, Zhang Long rushed in through the window, holding his head, and shouted, "Raise your hands. If you dare to resist, you will be shot on the spot."

The sudden noise frightened the twenty or so people hiding in the room, and they were stunned and didn't know who to listen to.

Should I raise my hand or remain still?

After thinking about it, they felt that Zhang Long's words were more powerful, and they slowly raised their arms.

Only one man in the crowd rolled his eyes, looked around to see that there were no more people outside the door, slowly moved his feet, suddenly exerted force with his legs, and rushed towards another window beside the door frame. With one leap, he broke the window frame and fell into the yard.

He rolled over on the spot nimbly, and just as he was about to stand up and run towards the gate, a beam of light shone on him. He involuntarily raised his arms to cover his face, and then he heard a gunshot, and the bullet hit the mud directly next to his head.

"Run, keep running?"

Li Jianping strode over and pressed the still-hot barrel of his gun against the man's forehead. "Can you jump again?"

Zhao Hu hurried over and hit the man on the head with the butt of his gun. He then gave Li Jianping a thumbs up and said, "Old Li, you reacted too quickly."

He has been to the battlefield and captured prisoners. He is not comparable to these two rookies.

The man's face was shrouded in gloom. If he ran away at this time, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?

His expression changed, and he held his head and begged, "Comrade, comrade, I just came to buy some corn to feed the birds. It's unfair!"

Li Jianping doesn't believe this.

I'm holding a gun, and you dare to run away just to buy bird food?

He threw the handcuffs to Zhao Hu, "Chief Zhao, there must be something wrong with this guy, handcuff him first."

After the three men searched the man, their expressions suddenly became serious.

A diode was actually found in this guy's trouser pocket.

Zhang Long drove the others to squat in the corner of the yard, holding his gun and said in a submissive manner: "The meal I invited Du Ye to was not in vain."

Zhao Hu nodded vigorously, "When we get to Sichuan Province, we have to invite you again."

"Two leaders, who is this Du Ye you have been talking about?" Li Jianping had gotten over his initial excitement and was asking curiously.

"Does Bai Ze know?"

"I've heard of it. It's a lucky beast."

"Du Ye is Bai Ze."